Wednesday, July 6, 2011

A Little Thing Called Uniform

A glass of chocolate milk pretty enough to accompany me in my beautiful-fabulous morning. And then wearing a uniform in college (such as white and black, white and brown, blue and black and fuckin’ white and black again) is definitely boring. The rules doesn't make sense. I am always looking for to make it different. But still it’s called uniform. Doesn't matter, I'll wear it in my way. hahaha.

I get this sugar from a friend, I really like the packaging design, interesting.